Song No. 1
Lulun
The grass in the forest is trembling with wind,
The general draws his bow at night.
I look for white feathers in plain sight,
They are lost in the stone edges.
Liangzhou Ci
(Tang Dynasty) Wang Han
A luminous cup of grape wine,
If you want to drink pipa, hurry up.
Don’t laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield.
How many people have fought in ancient times.
Ancient Congjun March
Li Qi
Climb the mountain to watch the beacon fire during the day, and drink horses by the river at dusk.
Pedestrians are fighting against the wind and the sand is dark, and the princess Pipa is full of resentments.
There is no castle for thousands of miles while camping, and rain and snow fall all over the desert.
Hu Yan flew away every night crying, and Hu Er shed tears.
When you hear that the jade gate is still covered, you should throw your life away.
Every year the bones of the war are buried outside, but it is rare to see grapes entering the Han family.
Marching from the Army
Wang Changling
The snow-capped mountains are covered with long clouds in Qinghai,
The lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance.
The yellow sand will wear the golden armor in a hundred battles,
The Loulan will never be returned until it is broken.
Guan Shan Yue
Li Bai
The bright moon rises out of Tianshan Mountain, among the vast sea of ??clouds.
The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.
The Han Dynasty descended to the Baideng Road, and the Hu took a peek at the Qinghai Bay.
The land was conquered, but no one returned.
The garrison guests looked at the border towns, thinking about returning home with many sad faces.
The tall building is like this night, and I have no time to sigh.
Six songs (choose one)
Li Bai
It is snowing in the mountains in May, there are no flowers, only cold.
I heard broken willows in the flute, but I have never seen the spring scenery.
Watch the battle at dawn with the golden drum, sleep with the jade saddle in your arms at night.
I am willing to put my sword down from my waist to kill Loulan.
Looking at the Ji Gate
Zu Yong
As soon as Yantai looked at it, the guests were frightened, and the noise of drums and drums made the Han generals camp.
The cold light of thousands of miles creates snow, and the dawn on three sides stirs up dangerous signals.
The beacon fire on the battlefield is connected with the moon, and the clouds and mountains on the seaside embrace Jicheng.
Although the young man is not a pen official, he still wants to ask for a long tassel in terms of merit.
Nine poems from the Fortress (choose one)
Du Fu
When you draw your bow, you should use your strength, and when you use your arrow, you should use your length.
To shoot a man, shoot a horse first; to capture a thief, capture the king first.
There is a limit to killing people, and all countries have their own borders.
If you can control the invasion of the mausoleum, how can you kill more people?
Juncheng Early Autumn
Yan Wu
Last night the autumn wind entered Hanguan,
The moon was full beside the new moon on the Western Mountain.
More urging the flying generals to chase the arrogant captives,
Don’t send horses back on the battlefield.
Listen to the flute in Shouxiang City at night
Li Yi
The sand in front of Huile Peak looks like snow,
The moon outside Shouxiang City looks like frost .
I don’t know where to play the reed pipe.
I conscripted people all over the country overnight.
Second Song (Two Songs)
Lu Lun
The grass in the forest is frightened by the wind, and the general draws his bow at night.
I looked for the white feather in plain sight, but it was missing among the stone edges.
The wild geese fly high in the dark moon, and the Chanyu escapes in the night.
In order to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife.
Conscripting people's grievances
Liu Zhongyong
Every year the Jinhe River returns to Jade Pass,
The horses and sword rings are used in the dynasty.
The white snow returns to the green tomb in the third spring,
The thousands of miles of Yellow River surrounds the Black Mountains.
Yanmen Prefect Xing
Li He
Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it, and the light of armor opens towards the golden scales of the sun.
The sound of the trumpet fills the autumn sky, filled with rouge and the night is purple.
A half-rolled red flag is near the Yishui River, and the sound of heavy frost and cold drums cannot be heard.
Report your favor on the golden platform, and guide the Jade Dragon to die for you.
Long West Journey
Chen Tao
Swore to sweep away the Xiongnu regardless of his own safety,
Five thousand mink brocades to mourn Hu Chen.
Poor bones by the Wuding River,
They are like people in a spring boudoir dream.
Ji Hai years old
Cao Song
Zeguo Jiangshan enters the war map,
How can the people live in peace and happiness in Qiao Su?
Don’t talk about the matter of making a marquis.
One general can make thousands of bones dry